AMWAY,  AM I IN THE WAY OR,
ON THE WAY TO WALMART

Ponder a visit to Ain't Betty's house and one would assume that the visit would be anything but exciting. My dear Ain't Betty , now in her seventies, is beginning to show some signs of forgetfulness ( as in who's car is parked where in her own driveway) The story goes that a visit was made to dear Ain"t Betty's house by nephew Ford, Jr. to work on her computer , ( which she has never paid him for his labor, is it forgetfulness or is it being an elderly old miser) and Fordy was driving his nephews automobile. Seems he parked the auto in the driveway in clear view of everyone and proceded into the house to repair the computer of our eldery Ain't Betty. Moments later a horrendous crash was heard, everyone rushed to the door to find Ain't Betty had backed her 1999 Lincoln Town Car into Ford Jr.'s nephews car. Now Ain't Betty did turn this accident into her insurance company and the car has been repaired, but the burning question in my heart is "Did Ain't Betty really get her driver's license by mail from Amway or were they purchased at the Manchester Walmart?"

Thankya, Thankyavery much. (This story is told from memory and the best we can tell only the punctutation is wrong)